Let Me Go

It gives me a thrill when I feel the pain
watch the last drops of blood flow down the drain.
Scribble out my reflection
wishing I could see perfection.
Shatter the glass
to be happy is all I ask.
Pick up a piece of what I broke
remembering the words I have spoke
So long ago
spoken quiet and slow.
Whatever you do;
first, please let me go.